Raine And Mouse

Ok this is going to be very TMI but. . . I kinda thought cay would top Raine. . . I was very wrong. . .
          
          Ok for context, cay was having a bad day so I decided, since my mom was away for work, id make cay a little surprise, so I kidnapped Raine and put a bow on him for cay to enjoy so to speak
          
          Now mind you, this was cay's first time with raine. . . Oh my Asmodeus, the noises I heard from that room. . . I was both concerned and a little jealous. . .
          
          But I actually thought that cay would top Raine, idk why, that's just what I thought, but I was very much mistaken, and when poor cay left that room, he was gasping, I repeat, gasping, he hobbled, and I know he's a cane user, but this was a different type of hobble, to the couch looking like that one pound time meme
          
          He literally couldn't even look at me, he just asked me "what did you teach that twink. . ." But the thing is, I didn't teach him shit, and I was his first! that twink learned all that on his own! 
          
          He may not have one (a you know what) but he sure knows how to use one!
          
          Also, Raine just read this and gained the most smug look HELP 

What I think will happen if I ask my grandparents to take me to the store-
          
          Me: hey, can you take me to the store? My cats knocked over my Xbox controller so I need to get a new one
          
          My grandparents: *scoffs* we paid $50 for that and you broke it? That's money you're wasting you know. Are you going to pay us back? Are you going to pay for gas money? Are you sure you can't just fix it?
          
          Me: I'm sorry, I'll pay for the new controller. . .
          
          My grandparents: *rolls eyes* let's just go *mumbled something about me being a financial burden*
          
          What actually happens when I ask my grandparents to take me to the store-
          
          Me: h-hey, can you take me to the store? My cat knocked over my controller. I-ill pay for it
          
          My grandparents: lol cats are goofy, sure let me get ready, and if the controller is over $30, then I can pay for half- WHY ARE YOU CRYING!?
          
          me, in tears: *basically a blubbering mess*
          
          My grandma's husband:. . . *Just online orders the controller instead* We need to get this kid therapy. . .
          
          Mouse/cay: *appears out of nowhere* THATS WHAT WE'VE BEEN SAYING!!!

writers: I can't have my parents reading my book! It has two men/woman kissing!
          
          Other writers: I can't have my parents read this! It's a smutty mafia romance!
          
          Me:. . . My grandma has been helping me write basically a monster porn retelling of beauty and the beast with characters from anime. . .

Sooo. . . I have a confession. . .
          
          I for real had no idea I hadn't published chapter 1 of The Demon King's Sun Becomes An Eclipse. . .
          
          I legit thought I had published it like a week ago and only today found out that I never even downloaded the draft to Wattpad (I write my drafts on Google docs because I keep hazing problems with saving rewrites) let alone published the damn thing
          
          I'm actually so sorry about this, my laptop is currently dead right now and I don't like writing on my phone (my phone is hard to write on) but once it's charged I promise to fix up a few things (there's a scene I need to fix) and publish the chapter 
          
          Once again, I'm so so so sorry, I'll update as soon as possible
          
          Oki byyyeee

Ok I have three options
          
          1: finish working on my thousands of drafts 
          
          2: finish reading haunting Adeline
          
          3: doomscroll tiktok
          
          . . .
          
          Rearrange my room it is
          
          Cay: that wasn't even an opt-
          
          Me: I REFUSE TO BE PRODUCTIVE!!!

I just realized that my mom was more worried about me dressing like a homeless person than what my stepdad was thinking when he put his disgusting finger in my mouth while I was sleeping. . .
          
          . . .
          
          I also realized that if and/or when I get a therapist, they will be paid really well because they will need a therapist as well

*ahem*. . .The other day I was helping my Mimi take down Christmas lights inside the house, and I was standing on a chair in front of the TV to grab the lights, but as I did, I nearly fell forward but caught myself against the wall
          
          my Mimi was right next to me and was very worried do asked if I was ok and I replied "I'm fine, I'm just glad I didn't break the TV" but then my Mimi said nonchalantly "we can get a new TV, we can't get a new you"
          
          . . . I cried for a few hours after that. . .

*sigh*... Why do people keep thinking im autistic???
          
          i dont what about me is screaming autistic but both neurodivergent and neurotypical people have asked me on several occasions if I am autistic and it's starting to confuse me
          
          now we all know I have ADHD, I can't deny that one, but i don't think im autistic,  but most of the people who know me, neurodivergent or not, have stated on several occasions that half the things i do is autistic coded, and my mimi is in fact autistic as well, and she definitely has ADHD, side note, both my mimi and my mom think im autistic
          
          seriously tho, why do so many people ask me if im autistic? i could be doing the same thing i usually do, or just be talking and someone will ask me if im autistic, literally only a few days ago, i was talking with my friend's autistic partner when i got distracted by some danglies on my hat and they literally looked me in my eyes, and Id like to add that this was our first time meeting, and they asked me "are you autistic?" with the most confident tone I've ever heard
          
          and I've already told ya'll about my English teacher who asked "you have a tism, don't you?" 
          
          why does this always happen? even mouse and cay think im autistic! what about me just screams autistic? this is a genuine question, why does this keep happening? It's becoming an actual concern to me

Ok, I've kept y'all guessing about my religion for years now and I figured it's about time that I tell y'all 
          
          So to get us started I would like to say that I've always been a spiritual person obsessed with the supernatural (yes I have watched the supernatural series) I believe In ghosts and demons, as well as certain forms of magic
          
          now before you ask, yes I am a part of paganism, more specifically I'm a polytheist and mostly follow hellenic polytheism, though I've only just now gotten serious with this religion but I haven't started practicing with specific deities yet (I'm hoping to work with Apollo and Hermes)
          
          and no I am not a worshipper of deities, that's not the correct term, as you are not specifically worshipping them, I'm actually a devotee, that's the correct term, also you do not usually choose who you work with, the deity usually chooses you, now if you want to work with a specific deity who doesn't reach out to you, that's fine, at least from my understanding
          
          Ok, now I would like to say that I'm not strictly a hellenic polytheism, I also practice satanism, actual satanism, not the blood rituals that the church made up to demonize us, although I will admit, naked witchcraft does sound fun (please get the reference)
          
          anygays, if you have any questions feel free to ask, and please know that I am accepting of any religion as long as you respect mine and others as well
          
          oki byyyeee

No one:
          
          My transfem friend: you have something I want. . .
          
          Me:. . . Trust me, if I could I'd be throwing these double D's right at you
          
          My friend: same. . .
          
          Mouse, who was drunk:. . . Wait. . . You have two dicks???